miércoles, febrero 02, 2005

My Bleeding Place

Ni se gasten en preguntar porque estan en ingles, este y el proximo post, asi salieron y asi los compartire, dos partes de mi alma que plasme en el papel una mañana aburrido en la facultad, quizas solo signifiquen algo para mi, quizas nadie mas los pueda entender, pero con solo leerlos conoceran un lado de mi que no puedo mostrar

Lately I`ve not been here
This place had always contained me
This place has been destroyed by time
Scars that never will be healed
Would it be the same if they did?
Would it be mine anyway?

Lately I`ve not been here
This place already misses me
This place is empty without me
It doesn`t have someone to bleed
Have I lost this place of mine?
Would it still be my place?

Or would it`s wounds be healed?
Have I forgot of who I am?

Lately I haven`t been me
Lately I`ve been away
I start to lose this place
Start to feel I can`t come back
Is it still mine?
Is it still a part of me?

My mind became an empty place
Should I find another place?
Should I start to bleed again?
Or should I find the way back here?
And remember who I am

I`m gonna take this path of blood
Before it has stoped to bleed
I`m gonna bleed one more time
I`m gonna take my place back

2 Comments:

Blogger siddsteve said...

At last! I rejoice as I see I'll lay the very first comment on the whole spot. And so I hereby bless the birth of this brother page. I've been expecting it for quite some time, and always motivated you to create it, my friend. About time! I'm absolutely positive you have enough and more to share in order to keep all of us delighted with your posts. Raise, Nexus!

3:59 p. m.  
Blogger siddsteve said...

Y ahora, como mejor proceda, esgrimo un segunto comment para pronunciarme sobre el post:

A place can't exist on its own
Existence must be given
Gladly accept that crown
And dominate hell and heaven!

All scars heal
Unless they kill you
with their sweet meal
and their message from oblivion

Places don't miss people
worthy people do
feel gifted a little
for many people and I do

If you want to
the place is yours
bounded you two
shall bore all time through

Your mind is full
of memories and thoughts
dont lose that at a place's hall
for it may give back only thorns.

It is good to bleed and be hurt
remembers you of your life
but do not bleed too much
for some of us need you to stick tight!

11:04 p. m.  

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